My heart will either return or be sent to you for 6

  Bai Mo's expression at this moment was as if he was creating a relatively reasonable and not too hurtful atmosphere for what he was about to say next. If it weren't for the fact that Lucy had met that strange girl on her way back to the dormitory and she had said so much about Duan Chenliang, Lucy would also have found it hard to understand why Bai Mo suddenly said these things.

  Lucy Yang took a deep breath, she knew what Bai Mo was going to say, but she still smiled and said something that even surprised herself: "Bai Mo, I think that if one day you were to commit murder or arson, I would still consider you my best friend."

  At this time, Bai Mo didn't know whether to be happy or worried. She looked at Lucas with a complex mix of emotions, biting her lower lip, and suddenly lost the courage to say what she was going to say next.

  Time passed slowly in the quiet air, and after a while, Lucy's phone vibrated twice in her pocket, making a muffled sound. When she took out her phone, she saw that it was a text message from Lucas: "Three thousand, today is Saturday! Don't forget what you promised me!"

  Lucy Yang reminisced for a while before remembering that she had promised Lu Senxiang to celebrate with him on Saturday. She suddenly realized and patted her own head, but the content of the reply to Lu Senxiang's text message was as calm as a lake surface, without any ripples: Yeah, I know.

  After a while, Lu Senxiang's message came again, he said "Then I'll call you at that time". Lu Xiyang took a look at the message and put away his phone, feeling no need to reply again.

  "Is that it? You're not going to respond to me?" Bai Mo suddenly exclaimed from the side, feeling as if Lucas hadn't replied to her text message.

  Lucy Yang stared at Bai Mo with a fierce gaze: "You peeked?"

  "Absolutely not!" Bai Mo raised his hand in a swearing gesture, strongly defending himself, "I saw it by accident."

  Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Lucien didn't want to pursue it, and it wasn't a big deal anyway, nor was there any secret.

  Lucy Yang suddenly thought of something and sneered at Bai Mo, saying: "I'm not you, every time I text with you, I say goodbye, and then pretend to be affectionate with a 'mua mua da'. What a waste of money."

  "Lucy Yang! Is that polite or not? Who's like you, without any sense of humor at all? Every time I say 'muah muah' to you, you never respond once." Bai Mu looked at Lucy Yang with disdain, speaking rapidly like a machine gun.

  Lucy Yang originally thought it was a very pretentious thing, but now after Bai Mo's refutation, it has become her fault. But in any case, for Lucy Yang to send out a text message like 'momo da', it is even more difficult than getting a perfect score on the math exam.

  "Lucy Yang, can you come out for a moment?" Bai Mo's words had barely fallen when the dormitory door was suddenly pushed open.

  The familiar and low voice made Ruxi Yang and Bai Mo turn their heads to the dormitory door at the same time. Lu Man was standing with his back to the light, a face full of resentment and grievance had become somewhat dim, one hand on the doorknob, the other holding a stack of paper that naturally hung down by his leg.

  At that time, Bai Mo stood with her back to the horse, listlessly fiddling with the small trinkets on her desk. Lucy Yang glanced at Bai Mo's careless back and then walked towards Lu Man.

  As soon as Lu Xi Yang walked out of the dormitory door, she was pulled by Lu Man to the staircase. Without saying a word, Lu Man handed over the stack of papers in her hand to Lu Xi Yang's face. Lu Xi Yang looked at the top sheet of paper, which was filled with neat and dense handwriting, it was torn from her diary, even if it turned into ashes she would still recognize it.

  "I know you and Gu Bai Mo don't like me, but I still want to tell you that your school bag wasn't stolen by me." Lu Man took a deep breath, glanced at the stack of papers in front of Luo Xi Yang's eyes, and continued, "As for these, I'm very sorry. If it weren't for my big mouth, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

  Lucy Yang hesitantly took the "diary" from Lu Man's hand, although the surface had been smoothed out as much as possible, but the paper still had obvious signs of being crumpled.

  "So, you know who did it?" Lucy Yang suddenly stared intently at Lu Man's eyes, her hands carelessly crumpling the paper in her hand into a ball, as if venting.

  Lu Man furrowed her brow and lowered her eyes, looking at the stack of papers she had carefully smoothed out being ruthlessly crumpled by Lucas Yang. She couldn't help but say: "Actually, you don't have to do this, these are all your youth."

  Why bother? Wait until everyone has trampled all over her youth and then come to tell her, "Don't be like this, these are your youthful years," doesn't it seem laughable? When everyone was trampling on her dignity and bottom line, did you ever think, "Don't do this, these are her youthful years?"

  Lucy Yang chuckled and hummed softly, directly ignoring Lu Man's words, continuing to entangle the previous issue: "I just want to know who did it."

  "Sorry, I can't tell you." Lu Man replied decisively and glanced at Lucy Yang's disappointed gaze before hurrying away.

  Lucy Yang originally wanted to chase after him and continue questioning, but at this moment her phone started vibrating again. She reluctantly took out her phone and looked at it, only to find that it was another text message from Lu Senxiang.

  He said, see you eight hours later.